u/badbunnysmother

He did not rape me. He kissed me and felt up on me. It was just creepy the way he went about it…. Like he had done it before. I was shocked and a little distraught because an hour prior, a group of police cars had stopped me looking for someone (I don’t want to say too many details). Basically I was already stressed the fuck out to the point where I started crying. The police officers reassured me that everything would be ok and that they would catch the criminal.

After they caught the guy, an officer I had met months ago escorted to my car. He was middle aged, average looking. I saw him months ago when he came to my house to check up on me. He looked at my body with hunger in his eyes. He came back a second time to “make sure I was safe”, but I could tell he just wanted to see me again. Anyway, he dropped me off at my car and hugged me because I was still crying. He gave me his number and told me to call him if I don’t feel safe.

When I finally got home after that entire drama, another cop knocks on my door. He was part of the group of police that had stopped me hours before. This one was younger with a dark beard. Normally, I don’t let anyone in my home, especially not a man, but my guard was down. I thought he was going to ask me about what happened when they stopped me. Maybe he was trying to get some details about an ongoing investigation into the criminal.

Then he started asking weird questions. My roommate was in her room. He was trying to figure out when I would be home alone. He said he liked my dress. I was wearing a green long sundress with a small split. It tied up in the front around my cleavage. He hugged me. I thought he was trying to comfort me because i was clearly upset. He was breathing in deeply, smelling and touching my hair. He grabbed my waist and kissed my cheeks. I could feel his beard on my face, first the right side, then the left. I liked the way he felt against me. I wanted to close my eyes and let him have me. He wanted me so badly, he squeezed my waist even harder and tried to kiss my lips.

That’s when I snapped out of it and dismissed him. The whole time he’s grabbing my waist. His hands slid down closer to my butt. He patted my butt when he left like I was his girlfriend or something. I was frozen. I felt violated. I was angry that he awakened something in me without my permission. I can’t stop thinking about it now.

The way his breath and his beard rubbed against my cheeks. Feeling his hands on my waist, squeezing me while his lips tasted my cheeks. Maybe I should’ve let him kiss me on the mouth. He left me hungry. I just know he’s a bad guy, so I can’t entertain it. A part of me wanted to keep going.

Throw away account.. Ok I know this is dangerous. I’ve had a few encounters with this one Pig (Pig A). Nothing sexual, just having to do with someone stealing in my neighborhood.

I ran into him again recently because my tags are expired. I told him I didn’t have money to pay for them. He gave me his number and offered to pay. Should I trick on him?

Also during the neighborhood thief incident (Pigs were questioning people because someone was stealing packages and broke into a car) one of his colleagues (Pig B) groped me. I’m still in shock and I don’t want to report because I’m black and I’m afraid of retribution. He called me today asking to meet up with me and he also texted me.

I’m wondering if I should play the damsel in distress with the other Pig or say nothing and trick on both of them.

I know this sounds insane and incoherent. I’m just trying to process everything rn. I really don’t wanna report it because I don’t want to be in their radar. I’m just rambling rn. Sorry if this post doesn’t belong here. I just feel all over the place rn.

UPDATE:

I reported him to the Sherrif’s Office. I am in need of mental health services so I’m going to my Dr. I have really bad anxiety and I’m trying to deal with this the best I can.

There was a dangerous situation that required police intervention in my neighborhood. I was shaking with fear after the incident, so I wasn’t thinking clearly. One of the officers escorted me home because I was clearly in distress.

He complimented my body at first. I knew his comments were inappropriate, so I don’t know why I thanked him. He asked to touch my hair because he liked it. Hesitating, I agreed. When he asked for my phone, I gave it to him. He put his number in. He hugged me, grabbing my waist. His hands slowly slid down my body. He put his mouth close to mine to kiss me on the cheek. I let him because I thought he was leaving. Then he turned his face to kiss me on my other cheek. I could feel his beard scratching lightly against me skin. He wanted to kiss me in the mouth. He grabbed my butt softly. I flinched. He said “give me a kiss?” His mouth was getting closer to my lips.

He was grabbing my waist and my butt, trying go hold on to me. It was awkward with his uniform rubbing against me. I was shocked by what he was doing and I didn’t know how to get him to stop. I know he would’ve pushed harder if my roommate wasn’t there. I could tell he wanted to grab me by the neck and rub his tongue on mine. He was breathing hard, almost panting. I tried to break away.

There was a sort of desperation in his voice. He was trying to find out if I would be home tomorrow so he can come back again. I could feel his breath on my lips. He was still grabbing me low on my waist. I snapped out of it and said: “have a good day.” He took the hint, smacked me on my butt like I was his wife and left. He knows where I live. I’m afraid he might come back and rape me.